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Author of "The Master's Voice' 
"The King's Wish" 
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A FAIRY PLAY IN T\^0 ACTS 



By 
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Author of "The Master's Voice' 
"The King's Wish" 
"The Fairy Well" 



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CAST 




FAIRIES 


MORTALS 


Bramblebrier 


Prince 


Silver Wings 


Jock 




Blossom 


Quince 




Queen of Fairies 


William 


Hui 


King of Fairies 


Oliver 




Rose 


Corin 




Moss 


Silvius 




Evergreen 


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Cricket 




Holly Hock 




Butter Cup 




Elf 




Thistle 




Ganda Feather 







Fairies, Attendants to the Prince, etc. 



THE WHITE ^VOLF 



ACT I. 

vScENE I. Forest. 

{In center of stage a large oak; ferns and flowers about 
foot of tree, so arranged that they conceal steps lead- 
ing up into the branches, which form a throne; 
music soft and low. Stage in red glow. Silver 
Wings suddenly appears from behind white oak 
as Bramblebrier enters.) 

Silver Wings. — Come, merry sprite, seek the dew drops 
clear 
For pearls to hang in the flowerlet's ear. 

Bramblebrier. — Go find them thyself, saucy Silver 
Wings, nor speak to me in such a manner. 

{Stamps upon his toe. He catches up his foot and 
groans.) 

Silver Wings. — Hoity, toity, what fine airs you do wear. 
Well, so be it. I must to the task appointed me 
Ere the Queen of all our fairy realm doth appear. 

{Limps of.) 
Oh my foot, my foot. 

(Bramblebrier dances about — from opposite sides 
of stage, from out of branches of White Oak, from 
behind palms, everywhere suddenly ivith music aitd 
tinkle of bells appear the fairy covirt. Each fairy 
has a tiny silver bell attached to slipper. Dance — 
three circles.) 



THE WHITE WOLF 

Bramblebrier. — Fairies, hence, hence, I pray. 
There is something of import I have to say. 

Fairies (all). — Yes, yes. 

Bramblebrier. — We will our merry dance keep here to- 
night . 
Yon know 'tis pretty Blossom's birthday feast, 
So we will crown her with flowers and make her all 

our joy — 
Clothe her in silver cobweb spangled ^^'ith dewdrops 

bright. 
Wild Rose, Moss, and Evergreen, go pluck the 

flowers for the wreath. 
Hollyhock and Buttercup, find the sheerest cobweb 

on the green. 
And do you. Thistle Down and Ganda Feather, 

deck the throne. 
O! we will have such frolic as ne'er before was seen. 
Music and laughter right here upon the green. 

[All laugh, twirl and dance.) 

Cricket. — Good Bramblebrier, thou wilt be in need of 
music for thy dance. 
Right gladly will I sing. 
{All Fairies laugh.) 

Bramblebrier. — For shame to laugh {stamps foot) at 

such a kindly offer. 
I hang my head for each and every one. 
Good cricket, right gladly I accept your offer 
And little Blossom, I know, will happy be. 
And give her gracious thanks to thee. 

{Enter Fairies with wreath and flowers. All circle 
and dance about them, and sing.) 
Over hill, over dale. 
Thro brush, thro brier. 
O'er park, over dale. 
Thro flood, thro fire. 
We've wandered, for cowslips 
And daisies so fair 



THE WHITE WOLF 

To twine in Sweet Blossom's dark hair. 

{Dance out of circle. Those with cloak appear and 
present same to Bramblebrier.) 
By fountain clear, in grove and green, 
We hunted this dewdrop spangled sheen. 

(All go to throne and dance about and around.) 
Oh Blossom, sweet Blossom, 
We love thee well. 
Ever in our midst do dwell. 

{Voice of; all fairies in listening, attitude. Blossom 
sings.) 
"Merry Cricket, ever wicked. 
Art so little, black and fine 
Kiss'd by the mellow moon shine." 

{All pause and listen.) 

Bramblebrier. — Fairies, fairies, skip away, 

'Tis Blossom that doth come this way. 
Blossom (still singing, enters). — 

"Merr>' Cricket, ever wicked, 

Dancing in the sun. 

Crickets chirping, full of fun. 

Merry Cricket, Pretty Cricket." 

(.4 happy laugh from her lips as she dances and claps 
her hands.) 

Ah, how soft the moonlight upon the green — 

'Tis strange not a fairy to be seen. 

Can it be they have forgotten me 

And left me all alone upon m\' birthday ? 

Ah well, perhaps I deserve this hurt 

And so deserving it I shall not cry 

But go to see if all the birds are snugly in their nest. 

(As she starts to climb the White Oak a burst of fairy 

music and tinkle of bells and shower of flowers iipon 

her, so she sits throned, center stage, midst foliage 

of oak, while Fairies dance about her.) 

Lulla lulla lullabv, 

Lullalulla lullaby, 

Never harm 



THE WHITE WOLF 

Nor S]x41, nor chami, 
Come our lovely Blossom nigh. 
A cobweb cloak of silver hue 
We now on knee present to you. 

{Two present it.) 
Roses rare and violets sweet 
For our sake, we beg thee keep. 

{Present her with flowers.) 
Lulla lulla lullaby, 
LuUa lulla lullaby. 
Never harm 
Nor spell, nor charm. 
Come our lovely Blossom nigh, 
Tra la la la lala la, 
Tra la la la lala la. 

Blossom {claps hands). — O, kind pretty fairies, thanks I 
do give. 
Ne'er forget I this day as long as I live. 
{Enter two Pages; music.) 

Blossom. — Fairies, fairies, begone. 

Our queen and her elves; come here, anon. 

{All go to one side of stage, how low; enter Queen 
and her train, takes seat Blossom vacated.) 

Queen. — What is the meaning of flowers scattered like 
this ? 
It seems to me something is amiss. 

Cricket {pushed forward by others). — Good Queen, it was 
only a bit of merry making, 
For little Blossom's birthday feast. 

All. — We beg thee pardon it, most gracious Queen. 
{Enter King of fairies from one side.) 

King. — What, jealous Queen, because the little Blossom 
is beloved of all in Fairyland. 
Perhaps, thou too would be so loved if thou could 'st 
take lesson of yon same maid in sweet humility. 
{All laugh softly.) 



THE WHITE WOLF 

Queen {to King). — How darest thou humiliation on me 
heap before my court? 
Thou shalt not from this grove till I torment thee 
And yon same maid for this injury. 
Silver Wings, come hither. 

Silver Wings. — My lady, I am here. 

Queen {comes down step). — Elf, throw from off her 

shoulders that cobweb mantle fine — 
Dash to the ground her wreath of fiowerlets gay. 

{All moan as Queen's orders are obeyed.) 
Silver Wings, take her by the hand. 

(Queen snatches Blossom's hand roughly and places 
it in that of Silver Wings.) 
Lead her to forest deep where hunters fierce and 

cruel do hunt their game 
And leave her there, for now in form of great white 

wolf 
Shall she be doomed to walk. 

All.— A White Wolf, a White Wolf. 

Queen. — Until some mortal out of kindness great per- 
forms a marvelous deed of gentleness 
To dumb, wild brute, and not till then will she 
released be. 
(Queen laughs). 
And wh^it is more, 'tis not like to be. 
For hunters give not up their game so readily. 
I have passed my charm upon her. Go — 
And look you meet me, ere the first cock crow. 
(Silver Wings takes Blossom sadly away. Scream 
off; all slnidder.) 

All.— The AVhite Wolf, the A¥hite Wolf. 



THE WHITE WOLF 

Act II. 

(Chapel of St. Hubert, Patron Saint of Hunters, in 
background. H^inting scene. Jock, Oliver, 
William, Corin, Silvius, Quince, Hunters; 
table and canopy front. All grouped about table 
as curtain goes tip, singing.) — 

Heigho, heigho. 

We're merry, merry fellows, 

Wherever we do go, 

Heigho, heigho, 

Heigho, heigho. 

(All clap hands, roars of laughter, as Jock dances 
jig on table. Enter Quince, another hunter, white 
with fear and out of breath; motions to others.) 
Quince. — I saw it — I saw it — it's, it's there. 
All. — What? 

Quince.— The, the White Wolf. 
All.— The White Wolf? 

(Jock tumbles head over heels and gets between knees 
of one of the hunters.) 

Corin. — O, come, come. Quince, pluck up thy courage. 
I'll protect thee. 
See, there is not a truer aim than I in all this 
country 'round. 
(Shoots. All laugh and applaud.) 

William. — Yes, yes. Quince, be not afraid. We'll pro- 
tect thee. 
All. — We'll protect thee. 

Oliver. — Tell us, where didst thou meet this same 

White Wolf? My arm aches to draw the bow. 

Silvius. — And mine. It seemeth to me we have heard 
naught for many day but of same yon Wolf. I 
would kill for the mere joy it giveth mc. 

All. — And I. and I, and I. 

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THE WHITE WOLF 

SiLVius. — Methinks there is naught so glorious as to send 
the arrow into beating heart, and see the wild 
thing roll and roll, struggle to its feet, then drop 
in its tracks to rise no more. 

William. — Right thou art, Silvius, the wild beast to 
death to bring, 
Or singing bird upon the wing 
Is joy only we can know. 

Prince (entering). — Hold {all start). So ye are what they 
call my hunters bold. 
Who bravery in their hands do hold ; 
Whose fearless ways and nierr}^ hearts 
Throughout the land courage imparts? 
For shame, that ever this should be 
And I attended by hunters like thee. 

CoRiN. — O Prince, thy favor we beg. 
We kneweth not thou wert so near. 

Prince. — So that is why. 
Because of fear of me, 
Thou boldest thy true instincts, to kill 
Within thy check. {All bow.) 
Away, I'll none of thee. 
Hold. Before thou goest — 
Know that my word is passed 
That never more shall thou hurt or kill 
A harmless thing for love of si:)ort — 
The singing bird upon the wing — 
The deer — and all wild things 
Are declared safe from every bow — 
And only save in self-defense, shall thou take life. 
For one who wouldst kill or harm any living thing 
From savage love of it 
Is not worthy of the life within him. 
My word is passed — now go. 
And mind thou thinkest deeply on my words. 
{The call of the Wolf off. All start and look off.) 

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THE WHITE WOLF 

Jock.— The White Wolf. 
All.— The White Wolf. 
SiLVius. — See, it comes this way. 

Mend thy manners, Jock, or it will be after thee. 

{Jock flies to Prince, to amusement of others.) 
Jock. — O good Prince, at thy feet 

Protection I now seek. 
Prince. — Stand up, be a man. whom fear becometh not. 
Oliver (aside) . — Methinks I could pierce the heart of 

yon same wolf. 
Such a wondrous white, like driven snow. 

{Slips to back of stage and places bow.) 
William. — My Lord, see the White Wolf is beyond the 

white oak. 
Jock. — So it is, my Lprd; our lives in danger be. 
Quince. — Bid us draw the bow, my Lord. 
CoRiN. — I'll go hence and kill. 
All. — See, see, my Lord, it comes. It comes. Let us 

draw and kill. 
Prince. — Nay, I say. 

All. — The Prince is mad, the Prince is mad. 
Oliver (aside). — I'll draw, despite the order of the 

Prince. 

(Draws. Prince springs in front of him, throws 
aside arrow and knocks Oliver to ground. All 
stand in amazement.) 

Prince. — Take that for thy disobedience. 

(Cry of wolf again, changed to merry laughter as little 
Blossom runs in and kneels to Prince.) 

Blossom. — Thanks, gracious Prince, thy kindness of 
heart 
To wild thing of the wood 
Hath broken the charm 
When nothing else could. 
You see, I was doomed the forest to roam 

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THE WHITE WOLF 

In form of White Wolf, 

Until from the charm released I'd be, 

By the kindness of heart thou has shown to me. 

Have no fear, O hunters bold, 

No longer power dost thou hold. 

A cruel heart may reign awhile, but not for long — 

Soon it is broken and weary and withers and dies 

From unkindness cold, 

Like yon same floweret that holdeth no dew, 

Or a little bird that doth not sing. 

Its punishment to itself doth bring. 

Prince. — Pray, pretty, little maid, what is thy name 
and from where cometh thou'' 

Blossom. — O good Prince, I am Blossom. My home is 
Fairyland ; every land or nook or place where love 
and kindness dwell. 

All. — A Fairy. 

Jock. — Alack the day, a fairy ! 
Now I know that I am leary. 
{Points to head. All lattgh.) 

Prince. — Sweet fairy, I would I could sec thy land, if 
all are as fair as thee. 

Blossom. — Wouldst like it? So shall it be. 
In a trice the court will round thee be. 
{Claps hands; enter Fairies, all dancing and singing.) 

Fairies. — Over hill, over dale. 
Thro bush, thro brier, 
O'er park, over dale. 
Thro flood, thro fire. 
We've wandered for cowslips 
And daivSies so fair to twine 
In sweet Blossom's dark hair. 
LuUa lulla lullaby, 
Lulla lulla lullaby. 
Never harm, nor spell, nor charm 
Come our lovely Blossom nigh : 

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THE WHITE WOLF 

A cobweb cloak of silver hue, 
We now on knee present to you. 
Roses rare and violets sweet 
For our sake, we beg thee keep. 

(Shower of roses and flowers.) 

(Enter King of fairies.) 

King. — Sweet Blossom, the qvieen in rage hath died, 
That mortal shouldst be found to break her charm 
And all Fairyland and I on bended knee, proclaim 
thee Queen. 

Rose, Moss, Evergreen, Bramblebrier. — Yea, sweet 
Blossom, be our Queen. 
(Silver Wings crowns her.) 

Cricket. — Your majesty. 

(All laugh at his antics.) 

Blossom. — So be it then. I your Queen shall be. 

So long as all do live in harmony. 

Good Prince of mortal realm. 

We wish you love and life and wealth. 

Great power and wondrous health. 

To carry forth thy duties well . 

So now, we bid thee a bright farewell. 

(Prince advances and kisses her hand. Fairies 
dance a merry dance. Big Dragon Fly up stage 
on runners. Blossom mounts and is drawn off.) 



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